The day I was forced to put on my wedding dress, my sister was coughing up blood and begging to see the Holy Master.
She is the most talented woman in the capital, and she has been a childhood sweetheart with the prince for ten years.
And I am just a concubine who grew up in the countryside, and I can't even speak Mandarin.
My sister knelt in front of the palace gate and said, "I am willing to give my life in exchange for my sister's good health for the rest of her life."
Everyone was moved by her deep affection and righteousness.
Only I know that last night she pinched my neck and said:
"A lowly servant like you is worthy of taking my position as Crown Princess?"
On the night of my wedding, I held the poison in my sleeve.
But I heard the prince say softly:
"I've been waiting for you for ten years, and finally I'm waiting for you to grow up."
In the swaying candlelight, his eyes were so gentle that it frightened me——
Is he looking at me, or is he looking at another person through me?
